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Nov 2020
When no one was there
To call me “best friend”
When the world was all askew

You stood by me
And held my hand
All the way through

So I write this
With tears in my eyes
Because I left you there

In a land
Of filth and hate
In the middle of nowhere

I love you brother
Don’t ever forget
And I hope you understand

Because you are the only one
I can truly call my friend
Written by
Eliza Housman  17/F
(17/F)   
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   j a connor
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